Ode to 402

Old friend.

You served me well.  Late nights, early mornings and stolen hours on the weekend.

Life without you would have been empty.

But we must move on.

Make new friends.  Make new memories.

Like brand new pencils on the first day of school, new friends are filled with promise.   

Promise of excitement.

Promise of learning.

Promise of time together ignoring chores and children.

To new friends.

Happy Stitching!